I don't care what you people say! All I wanted to do was come to the bar, have a few drinks, destroy it, and rebuild it! I didn't do anything. You guys all suck. I'm gone, foolz.
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This is BattleDoctor signing out...
(This message has been edited by BattleDoctor (edited 01-28-2001).)
(This message has been edited by BattleDoctor (edited 01-28-2001).)
Remember, one of the rules is:
NO DESTROYING THE BAR!!!
REDchigh wakes up, and throws the mnkey out the air hatch. The monkey freezes and explodes, and speeds up because of a nearby ships gravitational field. The ice-ball/ infected monkey hits one of the black ships' Life-support pods, and the diseases are spreade through out the ship. after a number of minuted, all life on board is dead. REDchigh gets in his zidara and pilots it over to the disabled vessel. REDchigh puts on a life-support suit and de-tox gear and enters the ship. REDchigh holds onto a handle made into a wall, and opens all air ports briefly. Everything not weighed down is sucked out into space. REDchigh closes the ports, and brings his Zidara beside the ship again, this time transferring all of the air from his Zidara into the vessel. REDchigh de-toxifies the vessel, and takes his Life-support suit off. REDchigh then opens fire with all energy weopons on a nearby asteroid, and a small time rift forms. REDchigh sends a radio signal through the rift, and the reply is in some unknown language. REDchigh tries a different asteroid, and the signal is from an andalite. (?) REDchigh tries many asteroids, before he makes a rift with the comm reply date the right date. REDchigh flies through the rift, docks at outpost terapin, and orders another galactic daqueri w/ 6.8 alcohol content, decides not to drink it, orders a saalian brandy, warms it in the ultra-wave in the bar, drinks a little of it, gets drowsy,walks over to a table by the door, and finishes it off. REDchigh falls into a deep, peaceful sleep waiting for Council station to re-enter the time-rift.....
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The difference in
insantiy and ingenious is
measured just by success.
The Event Horizon phase-shifts several more ships which are soon dispatched. The war was drawing toward stalemate, until...
"Sir, -REDCHIGH- appears to have passed out after blasting some asteroids. He's not responding to our hails," the comm officer explained. "We believe he was drunk, shooting asteroids and all," the medical officer elaborated.
"****! Who in their right mind would get drunk off their @$$ in the middle of a battle! I'll kill him if he survives..." goomeister is interrupted by an incoming wave of ships.
"Squadrons Delta and Epsilon, cover RED. Alpha, Beta, Gamma, Sigma, rally behind the station. Omega, Nova, Fireblade, Independence, with me! I'll phase and EMP as many as I can. The rest of you will have to mop up. That station had better be in one piece by the time we're finished. GO!"
The ships got into position. goomeister's squadron could barely hold off the invasion. Delta and Epsilon fared worse. Slowly, however, the tables turned. The aliens grew fewer and fewer in number. But then goomeister noticed, no, it couldn't be. A huge grey wedge in the distance. When goomeister looked again, it was gone. Was it a halucination caused by fatigue, or was it Lone's InvinciNaught...
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Those who are blinded by the light shall stumble in the darkness...
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REDchigh wakes up, realizing it was all a dream. He still has is kick-@ss ship though. The advanced scanners on-board show a dark triange on radar. REDchigh scans it, and it is voinian. REDchigh hits the afterburner, and shoots toward the invinci-naught....
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The difference in
insantiy and ingenious is
measured just by success.
Lone activates all his speed upgrades, and heads straight at REDCHIGH's ship. He rams it, causing all the crew to spill out into space, and explode. Lonevoinian then fires an escape pod at REDCHIGH, which hits him, and takes him so far out of the battle, that he can't capture any ships to use to fight. The InvinciNaught then wades into the main battle, and starts destroying huge numbers of Council&goomiester; allied ships.
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Do radioactive cats have 18 half-lives?
The Person who misspells "Voinian" knows not of the 50 gigaton nuke coming at their cranium.
The huge grey wedge was a hallucination. But the gigantic... something that appears suddenly from hyperspace is not. Dwarfing the puny ships of Council Station,
the immense Voinian... ore processing factory? It couldn't be! Orbital factories couldnt maneuver, let alone hyperspace! But this one was, plowing it's way through the asteroid belt and quickly converting the precious ore in the asteroid andoccasional unfortunate defending ship into... what were they? Flocks of drones flew from the factory's hanger- made from the metal within the ore, they rammed through the defenders shields and literally blowing holes in the armor, letting the contained atmospheres out. The defenders were surely lost...
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I ask you to look both ways- for the road to the atom leads through the stars, and the road to the stars leads through the atom.
goomeister, tired as heck from commanding a battle for 72 hours straight, passes out. If only he'd known about the wolf-pack of destroyer-type vessels descending upon his ship...
goomeister slowly returned to consciousness. He felt as if a 15 ton beam fell on him. He rubbed his head. His hand was covered in yellow blood. Perhaps a 15 ton beam did fall on me, thought goomeister. He noticed he was in a small room. He tried to step through the doorway. The shock sent him flying into the bulkhead.
goomeister woke up again. He activated his personal shield and managed to run through intact. Looking around, he knew instantly that he had been captured and was aboard one of the alien frigates. He grabbed his shockrifle, also behind an energy field, and set it to level 11 (Overloaded). A Gadzair, oblivious to what was going on, was fried as soon as he stepped into the room. Looking around, he found a ventilator shaft.
Soon, he was climbing around vents and maintenance tunnels, blasting all the way. The most spectacular combats were in the mess and the bridge. Both battles required thermal detonators. Soon, though, he was confident that the ship was secured. He looked at tactical layouts of his new ship. A long elipsoid (3D oval) made up the ship's body. A long, round-ended cylinder extended from the rear. Near the end were four fins, arranged in an "X" formation. What seemed like an ordinance pod ended the fins. They must house the engines and heavy-mount weapons, reasoned goomeister. He looked for secondary weapons and found but one. Two huge ion-foci extended from the rear end of the ship's body and mounted along the sides. A large armature connected it to the ship's "tail."
Let's see what this thing can do, thought goomeister. He caught the enemy by surprise, mowing down three full wings of fighters, a squadron of destroyers, nailed some "Scorpions" (goomeister's nickname for the cylindrical ships that carried engines on two, downward angled, front-mounted fins and carring only a single, gigantic ion cannon) and crippled a Carrier (Which was apparantly based on the Voinian Cruiser). goomeister's God-complex was quite satisfied.
It was then that Tapeworm decided to investigate. goomeister noticed.
"Tapeworm!"
"You captured this thing yourself!? And didn't let me do it!? That's my job , dumba**!"
"Hi to you, too."
"You're certainly thourough. No other life aboard. The computer is damaged. It's not overriding my commands, or yours, for that matter."
"Can you restructure the computer network? It'd be helpful to at least be able to communicate."
"No problem. Would you like fries with that?"
"TAPEWORM!!!"
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Flying in comes a ship and as it crashes into one of the walls of the station passing through to the bar but stopping just before the door out falls Andalite dying of aids.
Then out rushes the doctor shoots Andalite and claims there was nothing he could do even after the cure for aids had been found by Elite Andalite 126.
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We will succeed, it will
be done
The UE must pay for
their insolence
Cupelix returns to the bar once more. "Why must there always be a problem?" he says as he orders several Zidagar Sunbursts and makes short work of them. He then retreats to a corner of the bar for a view of the U.E.S. Agamemnon and keeps an eye on things...
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"What is mind? No matter. What is matter? Never mind."
"Beep... computer network restructured... Beep." "Looks like wer'e in total control now." Just then, a huge explosion rocks the ship. "Shields down to 45%! Those drones that factory-ship keeps churning out are tearing the ship apart!' "Give me a structural report." "Ship intact except for... puncture in aft cargo hold, I'll seal that off, and... Oh, Deus! They blew the hyperdrive off!"
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I ask you to look both ways- for the road to the atom leads through the stars, and the road to the stars leads through the atom.
Meenwhile, in another time, Captian LeGrenadier is connecting various wires and circuts to his shield generator. "What are you doing?" asks Tapeworm from a nearby computer terminal. "I'm rerouting power from the shield generator to the hyperdrive. If I put the correct settings into the hyperdrive's nav computer, I can program it to warp time, as well as space. The only problem is that it requires a tremendous amount of power to operate. The shield generator can provide that..." "But back when we where on council station, we concluded that it would take the power of many ships shield generators to pull that off...." Tapeworm says . "Yes" says LeGrenadier "but...well think of a light bulb. When they burn out, they create a tremendous flash, before going permanently dark. Shield generators are the same way. If you overload one, it creates a nice big power surge, and then dies completely. If we can tap this power surge..." "Are you sure you want to do that?" asks Tapeworm "It would leave your ship without shields untill you could get a new generator put in. Being a program that exists in many places, I have no fear of death, but you may want to show a little concern here." "Don't worry" says LeGrenadier, I know what I'm doing"
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"Do not meddle in the affairs of Wizards, for they are subtle and quick to anger."
Finally routing the plasma flow into the hyperdrive, LeGrenadier prepares for the jump. As the shield generators glow from light green to dark to blue, Tapeworm counts down the seconds until the power surge. "Seventeen... Sixteen..." the shield generators begin to hum softly. "Fifteen... Fourteen..." The generator throbs, humming much louder. "Thirteen... Twelve..." The generator is vibrating quickly now, the colors pulsing from blue to green to red and back to blue as electrical discharges leap from coil to coil. Legrenadier turns on his personal power shield, as, although he can not see the drama unfolding in the engine room, he has some foresight. "Eleven... Ten... Nine... Eight..." The generator pulses through every color in the spectrum at once, now threatening to burst from its securings while all the while uttering a shreak loud and high deafen anyone in the engine room. "Seven... Six... Five..." Several rivets burst out of the shield generator and molten plasma spews out in tiny, focused jets. The hyperdrive core is beginning to pulse, as well. "Four... Three... Two... One..." More rivets burst from the core, plasma coating the walls. The hyperdrive is glowing- it will soon go on its final journey- to 2040. The shield generator is too bright to see now. Legrenadier buckles up, it's going to be a long, hard journey. "Zero." The sheild generator flashes brightly, all the instruments on the control panel go out, the hyperdrive fluxes and twists time and space, and, as the overloaded shield core and hyperdrives explode in unison, the ship is gon...
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I ask you to look both ways- for the road to the atom leads through the stars, and the road to the stars leads through the atom.
Cupelix sits at his table and glances out the bar window to see a fuel core bounce off the Agamemnon's shields. He stands, throws his arms into the air and shouts "I'm losin' it! I'm tired of sitting here! I've got a very capable cruiser, someone give me a job! I'll be on the Agamemnon if anyone wants me."
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"What is mind? No matter. What is matter? Never mind."
LeGrenadier's ship flys into the world of 2040 at an extremely heightened speed. Flashing by the combat going past him at council station, he struggles to regain control of his ship. When the hyperdrive blew, it crippled the main engines and blew a sizeable hole in the rear of his ship. Meanwhile, a large amount of it has been made extremely dangerous to enter after the shield core blew and sprayed molten plasma all through the ship. The only thing between LeGrenadier and a certain death in the vacuum are a few inches of armor- which are beginning to burst off plate by plate and drift off into space.
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I ask you to look both ways- for the road to the atom leads through the stars, and the road to the stars leads through the atom.
